a boy and his frog

A young boy goes into a brothel, pulling along behind him a dead frog on
a piece of string.
He goes up to the desk and says, "I want to sleep with one of your prostitutes".

The madam replies "I'm sorry son, you're far too young. Come back when
you're older". At this the young boy slams fifty dollars down on the
counter, and the madam says "OK son. I'll see what I can do!"

"Just one thing." says the boy "She's got to have syphilis".

"I'm sorry," replies the madam "but all my girls are clean!" At this
the boy slams another fifty dollars on the counter, to which the madam says
"I'll see what I can do!"

So she takes the boy (who is still pulling along the dead frog on the
end of a piece of string) to the syphilis-ridden whore, and he proceeds
to have sex with her.

After he's finished, he walks out of the room, still pulling the frog
on the piece of string, with a big smile on his face. As he walks past the
madam, she says "Just one thing, son. Why did the prostitute have to
have syphilis?"

The boy replies "Well. When I get home I'll have sex with the
baby-sitter, and she'll catch it. Then when my dad takes her home later he'll have sex with her and he'll catch it. Then when he gets back home, he'll have
sex with my mom and she'll catch it. Then when my dad goes to work
tomorrow, my mom will have sex with the milkman and he'll catch it, and he's the bastard that killed my frog!!!"

Nothing to clap about!!